A picture of Christ was hung in the back of a pulpit. When the minister rose to speak one Sunday morning, a little boy asked his mother, 'Mother, who is that man who stands so we can't see Jesus?'

Too many Christians live their Christian lives inside their heads; it never gets out through hands and feet and lips.

The real test of your Christianity is not how pious you look at the Lord's table on Sunday, but how you act at the breakfast table at home. If it takes two cups of coffee to make you fit to live with, you had better go to the mourner's bench.

We justify ourselves when we should judge ourselves. If we learned humility, it might spare us the humiliation.

Another thing I liked about my Dad at church: he did his sleeping at home. He never used the church as an adult nursery.

I wouldn't cross the street to hear Ingersoll preach on the mistakes of Moses, but I'd love to hear Moses preach on the mistakes of Ingersoll!

If you are what you've always been, you are not a Christian. A Christian is a new creation.